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CHAPTER XXIX WHY THEY ARRIVED

At the banquet, the crowd acted as if they were facing a great enemy. High Scholar Xiao Yan raised his glass and said, "This must be the Saint Flower of the Heavenly Cliff."

"Elementary Scholar, there really is nothing going on in the martial arts world. You don't know about it …" The voice floated over once again, but it was still as intangible as before.

Only then did the crowd realize that High Scholar Xiao was not an ordinary person. However, they had never heard of him before in the martial world.

"My name is High Scholar, I am not an Elementary Scholar." The High Scholar said with a straight face.

A peal of delicate laughter could be heard, followed by the following sentence: "After all these years, you are still an Elementary Scholar. Why don't you just call yourself an Elementary Scholar?"

The Elementary Scholar still wanted to argue, but Lin Yu smiled and said, "High Scholar, this person is also one of the four beauties of the martial arts world."

Elementary Scholars loved their friend Lin Yu the most. Not only would he not use the wrong name, but he always had a sense of respect for him. Although he was a swordsman, he was gentle and refined.

The Elementary Scholar said, "Lonely City's melody shocked the world. A flower bloomed on the Heavenly Cliff. The flower fragrance came from afar and was as beautiful as a painting, more beautiful than a fairy or a flower. She was like a painting.

Lin Yu said in a low voice: "A flower is like a painting, a good name."

Some were shocked, some were helpless, some were sad, some were angry, some were sad. Lin Yu did not care about the expressions of the people in the hall, but continued: "Since you are a person with a title in the poem, you are naturally a famous person in the martial arts world. Why do you need to hide your face and show your tail?"

"Hehe, I presume this is Young Hero Lin from the Fierce Tiger Camp who has killed a flower without any intelligence, defeated an interesting monk, and single-handedly challenged the Fierce Tiger Camp."

As soon as his voice fell, a melodious music suddenly came from the night wind. It was as beautiful as an immortal.

The Elementary Scholar's spirit seemed to rise as he said in a low voice, "They're here!"

Who was it? Who could play such wonderful music?

Lin Yu was also listening to this music. No matter who it was, they couldn't help but listen to it. He suddenly discovered that the room that reeked of alcohol had become filled with a fragrant smell.

A fragrance more fragrant than a flower's fragrance wafted in from the wind and came with the sound of music. In the blink of an eye, the entire world seemed to be filled with this wonderful fragrance.

Then, the dark hall suddenly lit up, and flowers flew everywhere in the room.

Various kinds of flowers floated in from the window. He floated in from outside and then gently landed on the ground.

Suddenly, a blanket made of fresh flowers appeared on the ground, covering the entire door.

A person slowly walked in from outside the door.

Lin Yu had seen many women in his previous life and this life. Some were ugly, some were beautiful. There were school flowers and even a famous movie star, but he had never seen such a beautiful woman before.

She was wearing a pure black, soft silk robe that dragged on the ground above the flowers.

Her black hair was loose on her shoulders, but her face was pale, and her eyes were black and shiny.

No other decorations, no other colors.

She just stood there quietly on top of the flowers. The colorful flowers on the ground seemed to have suddenly lost their color.

This kind of beauty was no longer a beauty in the human world. It had already transcended the mortal world, appearing beyond belief.

Everyone in the hall seemed to have stopped breathing. Everyone stood up, but only Lin Yu still sat there and didn't stand up.

The girl in black quietly stared at him. Her eyes were as clear as dew on a rose on a spring morning.

Her voice was also as gentle as the wind, stirring the spring wind in the water of the distant mountains at dusk.

But her smile was mysteriously mysterious, as if the sound of a distant flute in the still night was so faint that it could never be fathomed.

She stared at Lin Yu and faintly smiled, saying, "This little girl greets Young Hero Lin."

Lin Yu laughed out loud and said, "A song from Solitary City shocked the world, and a flower blooms on the Heavenly Cliff. The flower fragrance came from afar and was as beautiful as a painting, more beautiful than a fairy or a flower. "As expected of a painting of flowers, Qu Mei is more beautiful."

She was very confident in her appearance, otherwise, the young geniuses of the martial arts world wouldn't pursue her relentlessly. However, Lin Yu was an anomaly, although the flower was beautiful, but Lin Yu had experienced the attacks of various television and movie stars in his previous life, so he was still somewhat able to resist.

If Lin Yu was able to resist, then others might not be able to. In the main hall, half of the people looked as if they had lost their souls.

Their etiquette was meticulous, but these old men from the martial arts world did not even give him a cupped fist salute. They had to learn from the Elementary Scholars before bowing. This action was a bit out of place.

From this, it could be seen how happy he was. Only when a person was laughing heartily would tears come out of his eyes. Perhaps, this was the logic behind the extremes of things being reversed.

The crowd didn't understand why Lin Yu was laughing. Lin Yu looked at the fairy-like figure that walked out of the painting and finally stood up and said: "I wonder why Miss Hua is here?"

Hua Rui always felt that when Lin Yu called her Miss Hua, the expression on his face was very strange. He couldn't help but say: "I wonder if Wei Sandao died in Young Hero Lin's hands."

Lin Yu thought of the blood-red long blade, thought of the saber technique that was as fast as a blade, and sighed: "Exactly."

"Then, did Young Hero Lin find a token on Wei Sandao's body?" Hua Rui asked.

Lin Yu's face turned cold as he said: "I, Lin Yu, do not have the habit of taking dead things."

Just as Lin Yu finished speaking, a few figures flashed out of the hall towards the back, and those martial artists that were drunk as mud all rushed to the back of the mountain.

What was there in the back mountain that made them so anxious? What was there in the back mountain that attracted them so much? Even the beautiful lady in front of them did not care.

Lin Yu didn't know what was at the back of the mountain, but he wasn't an idiot. He knew that the Great Master of the Feral Tiger Camp, Wei Triple Blade, was buried at the back of the mountain.

There were too many people in the Fierce Tiger Camp, so why were these people willing to be caught? Many of them were experts in the martial arts world, and even if it was Wei San Dao, he might not be able to catch all of them. But the interesting thing was, they were here, and they were caught by the Little Luo in the Fierce Tiger Camp.

Hua Rui giggled and disappeared from the hall, leaving only Zhu Hongyuan, Zhang Xueyan, High Scholar Xiao Yan and Lin Yu in the hall.

Lin Yu smiled bitterly and said, "I never thought that these people all have secrets that are unknown to them."

High Scholar Xiao said, "But I know that Brother Lin and Brother Zhu are full of the courage of chivalry and righteousness."

Just at this moment, the melodious sound of a zither rang out from the back of the mountain and a miserable scream rang out. Lin Yu's expression changed as he said: "Go, let's go take a look!"

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